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Poem by Elizabeth Barrett-Browning
Sonnets from the Portuguese. 1. I thought once how Theocritus had sung
I thought once how Theocritus had sung Of the sweet years, the dear and wished-for years, Who each one in a gracious hand appears To bear a gift for mortals, old or young: And, as I mused it in his antique tongue, I saw, in gradual vision through my tears, The sweet, sad years, the melancholy years, Those of my own life, who by turns had flung A shadow across me. Straightway I was 'ware, So weeping, how a mystic Shape did move Behind me, and drew me backward by the hair: And a voice said in mastery, while I strove,Ч 'Guess now who holds thee? 'Ч' Death,' I said. But, there, The silver answer rang,Ч' Not Death, but Love.'
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